Taming the Wolf Prince (Re-uploading Edited Chapters)

Bonus Nsfw Chapter

AN: So, to explain what this is, basically, I was too thirsty for Red. So I had to quarantine all that thirst in it's own non canon scene so something absolutely crazy didn't happen in canon. Yes, that last chapter thirst was me after venting in this chapter. You can kind of think of this like a branching path in a visual novel; it's non canon, but if Winter went for Red, this is what would happen to her.

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​Winter's chest heaved, breath leaving her as ragged puffs of ice. She attempted to cool her breathing, but still it heaved in panicked, rapid rasps.​

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Red's boots crunched into the frozen layer of twigs below. She could feel the warm expansion of his aura leak into her own as he drew nearer. The engulfing wrath of God blazed upon her. She quivered, feeling the inevitable wrath of god shiver her soul.​

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​For an instant, as his shimmering aura came into her sight, she thought he'd already killed her. White light engulfed her vision entirely like she'd gone to heaven. Then, his sharp-featured face came into view. He towered over her, smoke spiralling around him like an unfeeling God peering through the clouds. His yellow eyes bore into hers intensely; Winter had a strange feeling Red was unravelling her soul. Stripping her of her privacy. Reading every bad thought she'd ever had. She felt laid bare before him, exposed and vulnerable.

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Red hovered his boot over her throat. Winter froze, terror clutching her like a vice. He pressed down ever so slightly – she thought he was going to crush her windpipe. But, for whatever reason, he lifted back his foot, having either changed his mind, or simply toying with his prey like a cat. Red got on all fours on top of her. Her heart instantly began to race.

"What are you going to do me?" She breathed, voice cracking.

Red tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I'm going to eat you," Red whispered.

Winter seized. "I-is that it?"​

Red traced a figure of eight with his claw upon her hand. She nearly whimpered. She knew from how entranced she was earlier that it would be bad when he touched her, but nothing could have prepared her for this. His fingers contained electricity like a vacuum. Her soul was already drifting away like a butterfly caught in a hurricane, straight into the black hole that was Red's. The more of her being he took, the less she could feel anything but yearning. Pleasure tingled in her palm just from such a little touch. She swallowed, fear slowly dilating into fascination.​

"I have no interest in sex that isn't pleasurable for both parties if that's what you're asking."​

Winter was slightly relieved but not by much. " But... Will you force me to feel pleasure? Will you make me want you?"​

Red drifted a finger over her lips to silence her. He stirred his finger, slightly drawing them apart. She shifted, body melting from having her lips ever so gently touched by him. She felt as though she was going insane.​

"I'm not forcing you to feel pleasure," he said. "This is not some form of mind control. Our mate pull is just incredibly intense. Winter..."​

Suddenly, Red lunged forward and grabbed her. Winter's heart seized movement; she found his clawed fingers interlocked with hers, and her hands were slammed forcefully above her head. Her stomach convulsed with an odd mixture of thrill and fright. Seeing her startled look, Red smirked. The yellow in his eyes gleamed with a bright contrast, eyelids growing heavy. Her body was wide open and exposed. So vulnerable. And Red revelled in every moment of it.